Not-Allergy Allergy

Not-Allergy Allergy

A Poem by Matyushkin

"Doctor, Doctor I'm allergic to my own skin

because whenever I look at it gets too thin,

it grows scales and thorns pop out in pins.

It seems it just don't like me, my own skin,"

Julie wined with a look, blue.

"Of course, this is nothing new,"

he replied "in fact, it downright hates you.

The body is the husband and your mind the shrew;

I'm simply a physician, I cannot help you."

Terrified, Julie ran from the office and fled

Next day with a rope around her neck, was found dead

 

© 2012 Matyushkin


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Added on October 18, 2012
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